“Don’t start something you can’t finish, baby boy,” I snarled. He was lucky there was no room in that small hallway or I’d have lost control. His scent invaded my brain and it made something inside me go absolutely nuts. All I wanted was to yank his jean’s down and shove my cock up his tight little virgin ass. I didn’t even care about him begging me anymore. If I’d had room, I’d have fucked him whether he wanted it or not. A smart man would have reconsidered the job given the situation. I just hoped he’d try his luck again when I had enough room to break his ass in two.
I think Morrison could sense my issues and he backed off with a snarky smile. He bit his bottom lip and looked down at my crotch. God, I wanted him on his knees. Instead, Morrison turned to the door. It was good that he realized what trouble he’d put himself in.
Morrison had to use a different key to unlock the door on the other end. His security was severely lacking, but I was still impressed by his attempts to keep the place locked down. Morrison wasn’t completely stupid.
We crossed the second threshold and he bolted that door behind us as well. “The money’s here,” Morrison said as he flipped on the lights. “I think you should stay here until the abduction. You’ll be more than comfortable, and I want you off the map until the big day. I’ll get a ride back to the bar from one of my associates. I have people outside my father’s influence who do me favors.”
“You want me to be your prisoner until I kidnap you,” I said.
“Don’t think of it like that. You’re just laying low. You said yourself that people are after you. I’m going to assume you already have everything in place for my kidnapping. You have a holding location ready? Someplace not associated with your old work?”
“I do. I have a place.”
It was a place I’d never wanted to involve in work. The remote cabin was supposed to be my retirement home. It was supposed to be my little paradise where I could go when I’d finally had enough of my life and wanted to disappear.
That was not meant to be. It would be my last stop before I fled the country forever. It was either that or die. I was probably lucky that I’d survived as long as I had.
“Great. I’ll get you your deposit,” Morrison said.
He went to another door on the other side of the room and unlocked it. Morrison threw me a glance that said don’t even try to follow me and disappeared through the door.
He returned moments later with a black backpack over his shoulder. It made a loud clank and thump when he set it down.
“What is that?” I asked.
“It’s half your payment. Gold bars. It’s heavy,” he said. “Gold bars?”
“Yeah. Do you know how much cash that would be? Movies where they have a million dollars in a
duffle bag are not realistic,” Morrison said with a haughty laugh. “Don’t worry; I’m sure you’ll be able to find an enthusiastic buyer when you want to trade them in.”
He was right. Gold wasn’t a hard sell, but how was I going to get out of the country with them?
“I have a friend,” Morrison said, as if he could read my mind. “He’ll get you anywhere you want to go.” “How do I know I can trust you or your friend?”
“What choice do you have?”
I didn’t have much choice. He had me there but I didn’t like any of it. I hadn’t stayed alive as long as I had letting other people run the show the way Morrison did.
“I appreciate the thought you’ve put into all of this,” I said, “but you need to sit down and let me run this thing. I do things my way.”
“You sound like a child throwing a tantrum,” Morrison said. “It’s not like you’ve proposed any better ideas. I think you’re desperate, and you need this money. On the other hand, I don’t need you. I could easily find someone else who would probably do the job for half what you’re charging me.”
“You know what? I think you should find someone else. I’m not in the mood for this shit. I’ll get the money another way,” I said and turned to unbolt the door.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Morrison said, and all of the sugar-sweet artifice that he maintained most of the time had slipped away. Something dark and sinister had come to the surface.
“Oh yeah?” I knew better than to play anything into his hand.
“Yep. I’ve done a little research on you. I know who you are. I know who is looking for you.” The threat was there just under Morrison’s icy exterior.
If I didn’t do the job, he’d turn me over to the men looking to kill me. Alarm bells were going off in my head. I’d let desperation blind me to the fact that I had walked into a trap. Hell, in the end, Morrison wouldn’t even have to pay me. I’d be lucky to get out of this situation alive.
“Fuck,” I said and pinched the bridge of my nose. “Fine. I’ll stay here, and we’ll do it your way.” “My way?” He said and licked his lips. “Are you sure.”
I took a step back, and Morrison took two steps forward. I didn’t trust the way he looked at me but my Alpha finally kicked in. I walked toward him until we were chest to chest.
Whatever happened, I would not back down from this Omega again. I refused to show him any more weakness.
“Get on your knees.”
The snarky smile faded from Morrison’s face when he realized I was going to take him up on what must have been a fake offer. I’d show the little tease not to play games with me once and for all.
“That wasn’t part of the…”
“Get. On. Your. Knees,” I growled.
“Stefano,” he whispered and then looked at the door he’d locked behind us.
“I’m going to give you one more chance to do what I say before I put you down, baby boy. You won’t like it if I have to force you.”
“I’ll just…”
“You’ll just what? What are you going to do, Morrison? See, you locked us in here. You thought you were putting me in your little gilded cage but you’re the one in a cage. You’re locked in here with me, and I guarantee you that I’ll be on you before you can get that key of yours in the lock. So what’s it going to be, boy?”
The Omega reached for the hem of his T-shirt and began to pull it up. I stopped him.
“I didn’t tell you to take off your clothes. I told you to kneel. You’re not getting fucked tonight, baby. You’re going to get me off and that’s it.”
He started to open his mouth again, but the Omega finally thought better of it. He knelt down and clasped his hands in front of him on his thighs.
“Now that’s better,” I said and moved to run my hand through his lush, dark hair. “We can get along so well if you play nice.”
Morrison nodded his head obediently and my cock surged even more to life when I saw his erection strain against his tight jeans. He was getting off on being submissive. That I could work with.
I found my fly and undid my pants. Morrison’s eyes went wide when I pulled my hard cock from my pants. Alphas were notorious for having huge dicks, but mine was obscenely large.
“I can’t,” he said and shrunk back a little.
“Oh, but baby, you will,” I said and stroked my erection. “Suck it. Do it well and I won’t have to choke you too much.”
Morrison leaned forward and wrapped one hand around my base. I moved the hand I’d been using to stroke myself to his hair and gave it a tug. He opened his mouth wide and took my cockhead between his lips. I moaned at the sight of his pretty moth stretched as far as it could go.
“More,” I demanded.
The Omega took as much of my throbbing cock into his mouth as he could. When I felt my tip bump the back of his throat, I thrust my hips forward. Morrison cried out a little, but I had a hold on his hair.
All he could do was whine as I fucked his skull hard for every shitty thing he’d said and done since we’d met. I could feel him crying out around my dick and tears were running down his face as he struggled slightly to breath.
The amazing thing was that there was a wet spot on his pants from where his cock leaked tons of pre- cum. Morrison was practically cumming in his pants from having his mouth force fucked. He loved it.